Final Moments

by Karl Brondehoff   Nov 19, 2005


In my final moments,
I see my first love,
followed by my last.
I see all the miles driven,
and all the gifts I've been given.
I can feel my first breath.
and the first time I blinked.
But I can also feel my oncoming death.
Ne'er to be, all the things I wished.
So many I loved,
I wish I could say,
That I loved you all,
until my final day.

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